The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-11-21
m FEMININE FIELDS.
the Attention Which Ellen Terry At
tracts When Shopping.

afternoon tea. 1t was an Introductory tea,
and the company was large and triie mis-
cellaneous. The pretty girl was not being
introduced, but peoples eyes followed her
to the uneasiness of the bud who was. The
bud had been brought up in Europe and had
lust come home to bloom.
The pretty girl had a rare neo-Greek face
with decorative hands. and skin like snow.
She was slender little thing, with eyes of
clear dark brown, soft and rather shy. Her
hair was decided red and slightly curly.
She wore it brushed back from low broad
forehead and twisted into Greek knot at
the back of ner head. She had the figure of
a Diana, and she was so simply unconscious
of her gown that her attitude was a triumph
in its way.
The gown itself was another triumph. 1t
was soft white cloth affair, flowing in long
lines and fitting as gowns never fit except
when they are draped by an artist and worn
bv an artist too. There were pearls en-
broidered on the bodice, and the girdle was
strung with pearls.
Everybody looked at her, and she accept
ed the notice she attracted quietly, not
abashed and not very much surprised.
The pretty girl was at the tea on her reg
tIlar business, and as her next friend re-
vealed the secret to me may as well pass it
along.
She was a girl without a dressmaker's
bill, who, on the contrary, was paid by an
enterprising firm of modistes for wearing
her very effective gowns.
''Marie's mother was a society woman
when she had money" so the story ran,
sand Marie had society connections of some
sxtent and value. She could get invitations
easier than she could bread and butter, and
80 she is proceeding to get her bread and
butter through her invitations. She wears
a 4. III
makes an income that isn't a bad one out of
the commissions she receives for the custom
ers she sends to swell modistes who fit her
out. She isn't obtrusive about it, you
know, and the most of them look up the
people who make her the best dressed wom-
an they meet without so much as guessing
that it means dollars and cents to her.
'She would be quiet about it anyway, for
Marie is as nice girl as there is; but she
has TO be cautious about keeping the adver-
Using in the background for business rea-
sons, for it would cut her out of some
nice houses if people knew what she was
doing.
marie is clever and she has made the
success of two or three combinations this
fall"
Marie, it must be acknowledged, is an in
genious boonH.t, and she beats the tailors'
models out of sight.
ELLEN TERRY HAS KNACK
of making friends off the stage as well as
on it, and not long since she made one at
least who will not forget her.
Her carriage was standing in front of
New York florists and little knot of peo-
pie had gathered to see her leave the store
and cross the pavement before driving off.
Presently Miss Terry was in the doorway, a
bunch of flaming chrysanthemums in her
hand
The shoppers and young men about town
stood their ground for an instant to take in
the effect of the fluffy light hair, the big
gray eyes and the trim figure in a dark
tailor gown. Then they fell back hastily,
half ashamed of their curiosity, for people
pay more than an average degree of def
ereuce to the charming English actress on
the street.
The movement was so sudden that the
tiniest of girl peddlers, little creature not
over 5 or 8 years old, with a handful of
bright-colored whips, was thrown down.
She had been standing just on the curb, and
but for the quick movement of a rather
dudish young man-of the Bob billiard
rather than the Berry Wall type, however
who split very neat glove in the lunge he
make to pick her up, would have rolled
under the heels of Miss Terry's spirited
team.
The child gave one gulp, half of fright
and half of surprise, and then looked round
for the bunch of whips, imperturbahly COM
posed once more, as the manner of the
gamin is. Miss Terry dropped change
enough to have bought up the whole stock
into the little but dirty hand, and then held
out her own with a quick movement of
cordiality to the dudish young man, leaving
her chrysanthemums in his. She did not
say a word and she " as gone in an instant,
for Miss Terry hates crowds; but her glance
was expressive enough to stand for volume
and the young man pulled off the torn glove
it was the one she had touched-and
slowed it away in a pocketbook, handling
1t very respectfully as treasured memento,
staring after the carriage like one in dream.
He looked down at the flowers, she had left
him, almost incredulously, passed his hand
over them and then across his forehead to
assure himself he was not living in fairy
land, and added some good-sized silver bits,
by way of getting down to an everyday
basis again, to the bonanza with which the
little peddler was making off.
Ellen Terry had reduced slave to bond
age, and, as for the lockers on, they liked
the Young man better than they usually like
dudes
THE NUMBER is WELL
nigh legion, in a big city like New York, of
women and girls whose daily tasks keep
them from home after dark, and who make
their way through the streets alone with
meets them, singly and in groups, at the
bridge and ferries at all hours from early
dark till long past midnight, and if he is
out so late himself toward morning. Some
of them--not Wy manv-set type in news
paper offices, and good many in telegraph
offices, though they are supposed not
TO, and there is respectable minority in a
great variety of trades and occupations
but the vast body of them are clerks and
cashiers in the big stores whose labors dur
ing the busy season keep them away from
home late at night. Even in stores where
there is an ''early closing" rule, the
purchasers are not got rid of till q O'Clock
when there is still the work of clearing up
the days debris to be done, and there is no
pretense of closing early on Saturday even
ings or during the holidays. Midnight very
frequently overtakeS the toiler at the coun-
ter with her tasks unfinished, and there are
occasions when nearly the whole night must
be spent in preparation for some especial
coup of trade
The woman doctor is out at all hours, of
course, and have met medical student of
barely twenty trudging along at o'clock in
the morning, while the falling rain almost
blinded her. her hand on the shoulder of a
ragged lad of 10, who was conducting her to
sick bed in the east side tenement region.
1t is good deal to the credit of the me-
tropolis that, as a rule, these girls are near
ly as safe from rudeness as in the daylight.
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